Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 582 [Domain · Second Gate] Red Bowl Group

"Luo Weicheng did not appear in the underworld!"

The last words from the mourning group brought a faint glimmer of light to Wu Hui's eyes.

This undoubtedly confirms Chen Ji's previous speculation.

In other words, Luo Weicheng's state was not "death", but "being trapped".

"After Huang Yue died, he became a new guest and went to the funeral home." Chen Ji recalled what Du Tingfeng had said before.

Calculating the time, it was almost not long after Huang Yue died that his ghost appeared in the world of the mourning group. It was this incident that made Fei'er discover that "the underworld" = a place for mourning.

At this moment, several hours had passed since Luo Weicheng disappeared into the mirror world.

If Luo Weicheng were truly dead, then Du Tingfeng and his companion should have already seen each other by now...

"It's good that you're still alive..." Wu Hui's murmur was almost inaudible.

Although they still have no clue how to rescue Luo Weicheng, they are at least 80% certain that Luo Weicheng is still alive.

The letter from Du Tingfeng brought Chen Ji a glimmer of hope, but this hope, like the sun on the horizon, quickly faded away.

Luo Weicheng is not the only one in danger.

Everyone present was.

Two people, however, were on the verge of a mental breakdown and didn't even read the letter.

Liu Zi, Bai Shaohua.

"...didn't he say anything else...?"

Bai Shaohua raised his head with great difficulty, his face haggard and weak, and his eyes even had a greenish tinge.

Chen Ji knew what he wanted to hear.

He paused, stuffed the corner of the paper into his pocket, and said softly, "Not yet."

Bang!

Bai Shaohua's face instantly contorted, his shoulders slumped, and he slammed his hand on the table.

However, he was too weak to exert any strength, and even his venting sounds were faint and feeble.

Later on, Bai Shaohua was completely different from the relaxed demeanor Chen Ji had when he first met him.

As a veteran who has entered the domain, he is certainly experienced, but he is still human after all!

It is difficult for a human being to resist the deepest instincts of the body, that hunger that almost devours a person.

The intensified hunger not only made Bai Shaohua extremely dizzy and unable to think clearly, but also made him unable to control his emotions.

The six men who had previously been able to stop him were now silent, their heads bowed.

One in motion, one still...

However, this does not mean that Liu Zi's resistance is better than Bai Shaohua's.

A chill ran through Chen Ji's heart.

In previous domains, Chen Ji rarely experienced such a strong sense of bewilderment, but in this domain, the same thought had flashed through his mind more than once:

What should I do?

Every road leads to a dead end; there seems to be a glimmer of hope, yet it is blocked!

Luo Weicheng is still alive, but he can't return to the real world.

The cinnabar chopsticks were likely important in the curse of the red bowl, but Xu Sandao took them to the "underworld"!

The way to break the curse of the red bowl is to summon the soul at a crossroads; as long as you survive, it will be fine.

But simply "surviving" only proves how difficult it is to achieve this goal!

A very bad premonition arose in Chen Ji's heart, and it quickly spread like a spider web throughout his mind.

He took a deep breath and realized that he was unconsciously grabbing the monkey's tail, perhaps to distract himself.

The little monkey didn't react at all; its face was buried in the red scarf, as if it were sleeping.

It seemed completely unaware of what the person who gave him the scarf was going through right now...

Time passed by minute by minute.

The atmosphere remained heavy. Wu Hui was not in the mood to speak, and Feng Yao kept her head down, seemingly lost in thought.

The two members of the Red Bowl group huddled in a corner, motionless.

The sky gradually darkened.

Fortunately, nothing else happened.

Fei'er sat quietly cross-legged on the ground. Her hair, which had been neatly tied up when she entered the domain, was now messy and stuck to her cheeks.

She lowered her head, tapping her calves with her fingers in a steady rhythm.

This massage-like action did not reduce her sluggishness in the slightest.

Like Chen Ji, she also experienced strange sensations in her body, as if cement had been artificially injected into her legs during the 12 hours she had just turned into a paper doll.

With no effect, Fei'er's already limited patience quickly ran out.

She lazily raised her head and looked in a certain direction outside the door.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Ji followed Fei'er's gaze, but only saw the dark sky outside the funeral home.

Everyone now knows that once midnight passes, the brief period of peace will be shattered.

Time flies by in the anxious wait, and it's already 8 p.m.

"I don't know." Fei'er shook her head.

"A feeling. The feeling I had when I was in the paper doll state, like I wanted to drift in that direction."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed north.

Back when she first turned into a paper doll, Fei'er once said that she sometimes felt out of control, like a dandelion, not knowing where the wind would blow her.

Chen Ji had also experienced this feeling for a second or two, but it was very vague, far less specific than what Fei'er felt, and he couldn't pinpoint its exact location.

North?

Chen Ji thought for a moment. The northern part of Daping City was the old town, and they had hardly ever been there.

"Could it be that the final location for mourning is in the north?"

After all, twins eventually go to the underworld, and they will be taken there by paper horses and paper sedan chairs.

Paper horses and paper sedan chairs also appear in funeral rites.

“Why not here?” Fei’er suggested. “Isn’t the mourning for Du Tingfeng and Xu Sandao? They’re in the funeral parlor right now.”

“The fact that they are here does not mean that the final ceremony will be held here,” Chen Ji explained.

“Mourning is an action, but the rituals it represents actually include keeping vigil, the funeral procession, and the burial.”

"If... if this is a complete process, then they will most likely go through a funeral procession, that is, taking the deceased from their home to the burial site."

He thought for a moment and corrected his previous statement: "So to be precise, the final destination of this mourning procession is very likely to be the northern part of Daping City."

I just don't know exactly where it is.

A cemetery in the literal sense?

Thinking of this, Chen Ji couldn't help but feel a strange sensation rising in his heart!

Could it be that after all their twists and turns, they will eventually return to the location of the first gate, to the cemetery on the mountaintop?

He quickly took out his phone to open the map and check the location of the cemetery.

But that's it.

Chen Ji suddenly caught a glimpse of the corner where the Red Bowl Group had been standing...

Liu Zi is missing.

Only Bai Shaohua was curled up in a ball, trembling all over, hugging himself tightly with his arms, clearly in a bad state!